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The old man surnamed Yan's eyes were dull, facing the black smoke formed by Situ Bonan, he still had a dull expression.
The black smoke was pervasive like a demon, completely entering the body of the old man surnamed Yan.
The body of the old man surnamed Yan twitched a few times, but there was no other reaction, and he was completely unaware of the black smoke.
After a few breaths, his eyes rolled, a strange smile appeared on his face, and then he suddenly soared into the air, and his chest was still a bloody mess. After the ribs were broken, the internal organs in the chest cavity could even be seen through the wound.
An aura belonging to Situ Bonan emanated from the old man surnamed Yan. His body was already dominated by Situ Bonan's battle spirit.
In fact, long before Lin Ming returned to Pituo Mountain Branch, the spiritual sea of the old man surnamed Yan had already been wiped out by Situ Bonan's will, and his whole person became muddled, like a walking corpse.
"Using a war spirit to control a body to fight, the war spirit can still be used like this..."
A battle spirit is the will of a warrior, it can control all objects, and it can even be poured into a virtual energy field to enhance the power of the energy field. In this way, it is not impossible to control the body.
After Situ Bonan completely controlled the body of the old man surnamed Yan, he flicked his fingers, and a hairpin-like treasure appeared in his palm, twirling around.
The hairpin rapidly grew in size as it spun, and within a moment, it suddenly turned into a jade-green long spear!
Lin Ming raised his brows when he saw this long spear, it was clearly a top-notch middle-grade treasure.
The old man surnamed Yan didn't use a sword, so the gun obviously wouldn't belong to him. Then it is very possible that this top-notch mid-grade spear is the treasure that Situ Bonan's battle spirit can attach to. After receiving the news that the Pituo Mountain branch was bloodbathed by Lin Ming, he used this green spear to kill his own. The will is projected temporarily.
When the emerald green spear appeared in Situ Bonan's hands, his aura suddenly changed, becoming full of demonic energy, and several blood-drinking marks flew out of the spear, spinning rapidly.
There are only three seals of blood drink!
Each of these three blood-drinking seals is half a foot smaller. The whole body is dark red. They are even blackened, and one can tell that they are full of blood, after all tempering, they are incomparably strong!
Situ Bonan just asked Zhan Ling to come here. It is impossible to carry the Mark of Blood Drink. Well no doubt about it. The blood drink seal should also have been attached to the green spear in advance.
"Lin Lanjian, today I will let you experience the unique power of a strong man in Shenhai, just rely on your realm. Don't even think about hurting me!"
As Situ Bonan said, holding guns in both hands, he slammed down on Lin Ming. The turbulent flow of black energy created a storm, and the three blood-drinking marks swirled and slashed straight at Lin Ming's head.
Although the seal of blood drinking that Situ Bonan refined was powerful, it was nothing more than three ways. Lin Ming's spiritual power was highly concentrated, and the artistic conception of thunder and fire was poured into the spear, aiming at Situ Bonan's chest that had been shattered, and suddenly shot Under the spear.
Guanhong!
"boom!"
The blood-drinking seal collapsed and flew away. Even with the elastic gun barrel as a buffer, Lin Ming still felt a huge shock from the tiger's mouth, as if it hit a big mountain.
"broken!"
Lin Ming shouted loudly, the power of thunder and fire attached to the red spear poured together, a violent explosion occurred, and the star-burning flames all over the sky rushed towards Situ Bonan like a hundred birds returning to their nests.
Hearing the chi chi chi chi sound, Situ Bonan was unable to dodge, half of his body was scorched.
However, in the midst of the flames, there was still a crazy and sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and he stabbed at Lin Ming regardless of his injuries.
Hunyuan Gun!
The power of this spear didn't have much real energy attached to it, but it distorted the space. The green spear disappeared out of thin air, and then teleported to Lin Ming's face, aimed at Lin Ming's dantian, and pierced it down!
Jinpeng breaks the void!
Lin Ming's figure disappeared in an instant, but Situ Bonan's understanding of the artistic conception of space was extremely profound, and there was still a ray of dark energy that caught up to Lin Ming like a poisonous snake, rushed into his body, and destroyed it wantonly.
Lin Ming retreated dozens of feet away, his face turned pale for a while.
Looking intently, he saw that Situ Bonan's body was burning with burning star flames, and his limbs were already scorched black. It seemed that he was much more seriously injured than Lin Ming, but there was a mocking smile on his mouth, obviously he didn't feel the slightest bit of these injuries.
If it was a normal martial artist, Lin Ming's first stab would injure him severely. It is impossible to prepare for the second attack and injure Lin Ming.
"Idiot, I have already said, just relying on your realm, don't even think about hurting this old man!" Situ Bonan laughed strangely.
Lin Ming's eyes flickered, and there was no sign of panic on his face. Instead, he smiled slightly, as expected.
In fact, from the beginning of the attack, he just wanted to prove some things, wanting to know how this war spirit controls the body in combat, and now, he has already verified it.
With only the battle spirit projection, Situ Bonan's combat power is extremely limited, because he can't use his own true energy, he can only borrow the true energy from the dantian of the old man surnamed Yan.
That is to say, Situ Bonan actually used his moves and combat experience in the Divine Sea Realm to fight against Lin Ming on a fifth-layer Fatefall expert. However, due to the inconsistency of his body's will, it was inevitable that he used his energy to be inconsistent. Where it is fused, the combat effectiveness will be affected.
Therefore, the trick of using a war spirit to control other people's bodies is actually very weak, that is, it can temporarily play a little role when the body is not around, and it is useless for warriors of the same level in actual combat.
Seeing Lin Ming's smile as if everything was under control, Situ Bonan frowned slightly, "Boy, death is imminent, what are you laughing at?"
"Old Dog Situ, I'm laughing at your lack of information."
"what?"
"The power you call the unique power of the strong man in Shenhai is just a battle spirit. A battle spirit is an invisible will that cannot be killed by physical attack. What I attacked just now was the corpse of the old man surnamed Yan. Even if the old man surnamed Yan You won't get hurt if your body is dismantled into eight pieces. When the time comes, he will abandon this body and attach it to another person..."
"Hmph! You are not stupid."
"I don't need you to judge whether I'm stupid or not, but I have a deep understanding of your stupidity. Your war spirit projection is too weak, and it is attached to the old man surnamed Yan and restrained everywhere. It can't help me at all!"
"So what if I can't help you, you can't hurt the old man, as long as the old man follows you, within a quarter of an hour, you will be captured alive by the masters of the Asura Kingdom who rushed over, and then the old man will torture your soul and torture you, Jie Jie Jie Jie!" Situ Bonan smiled wantonly, as if he had foreseen the scene of capturing Lin Ming alive.
Lin Ming chuckled, "That's why I said you are stupid and have no information, old dog Situ, don't you know that I comprehended the spirit of war very early?"
"what!?"
Situ Bonan was startled suddenly, at this moment, he heard a loud bang, and Situ Bonan's ears were ringing. The next moment, he felt the scene changed suddenly, and he came to a boundless desert.
Will the world
Situ Bonan's eyes were fixed, and he was able to make the world of will descend, which proved that Lin Ming's battle spirit had already taken shape!
In the late stage of Revolving Dan, there are war spirits that have broken away from their prototype
This kid!
Situ Bonan was shocked. In a sense, the battle spirit is indeed the power only possessed by the strong in Shenhai. Fate-falling powerhouses, even those who are ranked in the list of destiny, are very few who can comprehend the battle spirit. Very few, as for the revolving alchemy master comprehending the battle spirit, not to mention never, at least not heard of in the last thousand years!
"Very good! Lin Lanjian, you really amaze me more and more!"
After Situ Bonan's astonishment receded, he still had a sinister smile on his face. He didn't panic because Lin Ming also comprehended the battle spirit. Since the other party is recognized by many intelligence organizations as a genius through the ages, he could comprehend the war spirit in the late stage of Xuandan. Not too unexpected.
But what about comprehending the spirit of war? You know, Situ Bonan is already six thousand years old, and since he was three thousand years old, his realm has not advanced a step, but because of the weakening of the fire of life, his cultivation is gradually dissipating.
Under such circumstances, Situ Bonan devoted all his energy to the battle spirit. After more than three thousand years of repeated tempering, although his body was dying, and it could even be said to be almost decayed, his soul and will were still strong Incomparable!
Situ Bonan previously asserted that with Lin Ming's realm, don't even think about hurting him. It wasn't that he was sure that Lin Ming didn't know anything about war spirits, but that even if Lin Ming had comprehended some ways of war spirits, he was still far from his realm. far!
"Boy, since you have comprehended the spirit of war, it is just right, I will kill you with an absolutely powerful will, and let you have the honor to see the tip of the iceberg of the terrifying power of the strong man in the sea, and I will let you know that there is an absolute gap in cultivation. It’s definitely not something that a little bit of talent can make up for.”
"drink"
Situ Bonan yelled loudly, and the battle spirit rushed out from the already mutilated corpse of the old man surnamed Yan, and turned into a troll with disheveled hair in the sky. The sharp and cold halberd, the muscles all over his body are pricked.
This troll is exactly what Situ Bonan imagined, the incarnation of the battle spirit itself.
"Eat me with a halberd!"
Situ Bonan's body made a series of explosive sounds. He held a pitch-black war halberd and smashed it down towards Lin Ming. Facing this blow, Lin Ming remained calm. Seeing that the attack had already landed on top of his head, he suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes. With a flicker of light, a battle spirit made of bronze in the sea of spirits roared and flew out!
"Crack!"
The void was shattered, and the blue battle spirit in Lin Ming's spiritual sea, which was originally as thick as chopsticks, exploded by hundreds of millions of times in an instant, turning into a huge spear hundreds of miles long, and the tip of the spear pierced the blue sky!
Lin Ming swung the huge spear and smashed it down like Optimus Prime!
"what?"
Situ Bonan looked at the huge spear hundreds of times thicker than his body in front of him, and compared it with the black halberd in his hand, which was only two inches thick.
That thick blue-gray brilliance... Could it be...
Bronze Dacheng Battle Spirit! ? ()
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